On Monday, while mowing the lawn, the hot neighbor decides to let his brand new puppy out to play and pee. The puppy runs into my yard and I turn off the lawn mower to make sure I don't mow it down accidentally and leave puppy parts all over the place. The hot neighbor spends a good 5 minutes running in circles trying to catch his puppy. I just stand there awkwardly and watch him get increasingly flustered and embarassed. His puppy runs toward me and starts licking my butt. I would rather have the hot neighbor licking my butt.
He grabs the puppy by the collar, gives him a spank, and drags him back to his side of the yard. I would rather have him do those things to me. He forces the puppy inside, only to emerge a few minutes later with a short leash. A leash that I could find a few other uses for.
The neighbor says, "sorry" without ever looking me in my eyes, which I have kept cooly concealed behind a pair of sunglasses. I say, "no problem" without ever revealing the lust in my heart. That is all we say to each other. And the cliche first meeting is over.
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2 years ago
8 comments:
atleast it wasn't an awkward firt meeting. and now you have something to talk to him about the next time. his dog.
Aww, that's cute. Puppies know things. ;-)
hey you never know. he could be playing it cool and maybe letting the puppy out was a test. you didn't say anything or pet his puppy?
haha... pet his puppy... well you know what i mean.
Yeah, the puppy would have been the perfect way to start up a conversation, asking to pet him, saying you wish you could have one but competing on the ATP tour and keeping incredibly fit take up all your time.......
hehehe, i love the ongoing stories about your hot neighbor. :)
can you take a photo of your hot neighbour and show us?
anna: knowing my luck another one of my readers probably went on an israel birthright trip with him...
LOL bummer
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